Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

Tang Yueze squinted at her and sneered softly, but he straightened up and yawned lazily, "I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

As he said that, he raised his foot and walked outside the door, and his eyes swept across Chi Huan's agent and assistant. The two of them also came over immediately, and then stood up to say goodbye to Chi Huan.

"Huanhuan, we will see you tomorrow morning."

Chi Huan looked at them and pursed his lips, "I'm fine, I will probably be discharged tomorrow."

Tang Yueze left with the others, only Ning Youran was still chatting with her in the ward.

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The end of the corridor.

Mo Shiqian held a normal cigarette between his fingers and glanced at the man who walked to his side to light the cigarette with a lighter. He twisted his brows and said, "Didn't I ask you to bring me a pair of shoes?" "

Feng Xing vomited a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes and said casually, "I asked your wife to bring it to you."

"..."

Mo Shiqian looked at him blankly.

The latter spread his hands and said innocently, "What are you looking at me doing, I don't have your shoes in my house."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak anymore, and continued to smoke without saying a word, looking down at the city. At this point in time, there were only a few lights left in Wanjia.

Fengxing asked, "Aren't you going to see her?"

He said lightly, "Shoes come and go again."

"Are you really not going to tell her about your relationship with Xia Tangtang?"

Mo Shiqian took off the smoke between his lips, and smiled in the curling smoke, "Then marry her?"

After a moment of silence, Feng Xing said lightly, "If you insist on marrying someone now, it is nothing more than fighting another battle."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak anymore, squinting his eyes, he couldn't tell from the look on his face what he was thinking.

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The door of the ward was knocked suddenly.

Ning Youran wrinkled her nose and looked at Chi Huan carefully, "It should be Mo Shiqian... Huanhuan, let him in?"

"Open the door, he knocked on the door just for a moment."

"Oh."

Ning Youran got up and opened the door. The indifferent and solemn face that she had put forth so hard to see the person standing in front of the door immediately collapsed, and her eyes widened, with a slight shock in her eyes.

Not Mo Shiqian.

The woman at the door smiled, her voice soft, "Is Shi Qian here?"

"No, not here."

"Huh? Not his friend..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a low male voice, "Tangtang."

Xia Tangtang turned around and saw two men appearing one after another, with smiles on their faces, and passed the paper bag in her hand.

She looked down at the bare feet under the man's trousers, and was a little surprised to see him so uncharacteristic for the first time, but still said with a smile, "I also let the servant put in your shoes and socks."

Mo Shiqian reached out and took it, "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Even if Ning Youran didn't know at first, for the sake of the conversation, she naturally guessed their relationship.

This woman is... the wife of Mo Shiqian?

Suddenly the last goodwill for this man disappeared, and he became even more irritated, forcing Huanhuan to be his junior. Now he cut her wrist and was hospitalized, he was so embarrassed to let his wife come to the hospital to give him shoes.

No matter which woman it is--

Scum.

Here, Xia Tangtang asked aloud, "Shi Qian, how is your friend?"

Mo Shiqian replied faintly, "It's okay."

"Then I go in and take a look before leaving?"

She said this mostly out of courtesy. After all, she was a friend of the "husband". After all, she had already come outside the ward, and it seemed impossible to go in and take a look.

But before Mo Shiqian could answer, Ning Youran, who was standing at the door, immediately replied, "No, no, Huan... She is already asleep, and the doctor said that she needs a good rest and cannot be disturbed by anyone."

Just now Chi Huan was lying down, and Xia Tangtang only saw her back.

Ning Youran didn't know that they had ever met.

She just subconsciously felt that this woman was Mo Shiqian's genuine wife after all. Although the culprit capital was Mo Shiqian, a scumbag, she didn't seem to feel that her husband's friends were too tricky, but still don't let it be. She was good to see Huanhuan's face.

After all, Chi Huan is a public figure.

Especially this woman...

Xia Tangtang was stunned and didn't force it. Zhan Yan smiled slightly, "Well then, I won't bother you, Shi Qian, will you go back with me or should I go back first?"

"I'll go back later, you don't have to wait for me."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Mo Shiqian looked back at Fengxing and said lightly, "You send Tangtang back."

After all, Feng Xing is the person who knows him best, so he said more and just walked past them, "Tangtang."

Xia Tangtang nodded towards Ning leisurely, "I'm leaving now."

The two left.

Waiting for them to walk away, Ning Youran looked down at the man sitting on the bench calmly beside no one wearing shoes and socks, frowning and contemptuously, "Mo Shiqian, haven't seen you in a few years, why are you so scumbag now?"

Mo Shiqian did not respond to her, as if he hadn't heard her at all.

Ning Youran was very dissatisfied with his attitude, "You know how bad she has been in these years, how did you come here..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man wearing the shoes stood up, reached out his hand to remove obstacles and pushed her shoulders away, then opened the door of the ward and walked in, locking her out.

"Mo Shiqian what are you doing, open the door...Mo Shiqian!"

Letting her knock on the outside, the door remained motionless, but instead a nurse was invited to keep her quiet.

In the ward.

Chi Huan opened his eyes to see him, and slowly sat up.

The tall man stood in front of her, looking at her faintly with his eyes low, his voice was also extremely weak, "The doctor said you need to rest, lie down."

After a few seconds of hesitation, she lay back down after half of her body was raised.

Xianggu seemed speechless.

But it only seems to be that Mo Shiqian's gaze fell on her wrist, reached out and picked it up, and pushed up the sleeve of the medical gown, revealing his white and mottled wrist.

There is more than one above, except for the newest and deepest one today, there are two or three other ones that have almost healed, and they are arranged on her wrist in different lengths.

Chi Huan raised his eyes to look at his indifferent face. Apart from indifference, he could not capture other emotions.

After half a minute, he let go and her wrist fell back to the mattress.

The man sat in the chair where Ning Youran was sitting just now, and his dark eyes stared at her quietly. The tone was not heavy. He even stated an inconsequential matter like an understatement, "It seems that you are not self-harming. One day and two days."

Chi Huan's eyelids drooped, half-closed her eyes, and smiled softly, "Oh, it's not a day or two that you forced me."

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